Álbum Born to Die de Lana Del Rey - Canciones

Born to Die

2012 |

Estilo(s) | Soft Rock,Chanson,Ballad

Sello | Polydor

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El segundo álbum de estudio de Lana Del Rey lleva por título "Born to Die". Fue el primero bajo los sellos Interscope y Polydor, con los que firmó un acuerdo conjunto de colaboración. El álbum se publicó el 27 de enero de 2012 y, junto a productores como Patrik Berger, Jeff Bhasker, Chris Braide y Emile Haynie entre otros, Lana Del Rey nos presenta un álbum de estilo pop con letras que tratan de relaciones tormentosas.

Lana Del Rey comenzó a inicios de enero de 2012 la promoción del que iba a ser su segundo trabajo discográfico, con apariciones en programas de televisión como Saturday Night Live, en el que presentó un adelando de dos de los temas del álbum, que fueron criticados por los fans y por parte de la crítica.

A finales de enero del mismo año apareció finalmente "Born to Die", estrenándose en el primer puesto en las listas de numerosos países.

Los dos primeros sencillos del álbum fueron "Video Games" y el que da título al disco, "Born to Die", dos baladas de estilo similar, un pop barroco que trata de las relaciones no correspondidas. El vídeo del primero se volvió viral a través de las redes y fue dirigido por la propia Lana Del Rey.

Otras canciones del álbum, como "Blue Jeans", tienen influencias del hip-hop. "National Anthem" vino acompañada por un vídeo dirigido por el realizador estadounidense Anthony Mandler en el que podemos ver a Lana encarnando la imagen de Marilyn Monroe mientras interpreta el "Cumpleaños feliz, señor Presidente" que Monroe le cantó a JFK. Posteriormente podemos ver a Lana interpretando a Jacqueline Kennedy, hasta terminar representando el asesinato del presidente. Según el director, se pretendía ofrecer la visión del magnicidio desde la óptica de la esposa de Kennedy.

Listado de canciones del álbum Born to Die

Born to DieVer letra 4:46

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letra de Born to Die
Why?

Who me?

Why?

Feet don't fail me now

Take me to the finish line

Oh my heart it breaks every step that I take

But I'm hoping at the gates,

They'll tell me that you're mine

Walking through the city streets

Is it by mistake or design?

I feel so alone on a Friday night

Can you make it feel like home, if I tell you you're mine?

It's like I told you honey

Don't make me sad, don't make me cry

Sometimes love is not enough and the road gets tough

I don't know why

Keep making me laugh, let's go get high

The road is long, we carry on

Try to have fun in the meantime

Come and take a walk on the wild side

Let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain

You like your girls insane

Choose your last words

This is the last time

'Cause you and I, we were born to die

Lost but now I am found

I can see but once I was blind

I was so confused as a little child

Tried to take what I could get

Scared that I couldn't find

All the answers honey

Don't make me sad, don't make me cry

Sometimes love is not enough and the road gets tough

I don't know why

Keep making me laugh

Let's go get high

The road is long, we carry on

Try to have fun in the meantime

Come and take a walk on the wild side

Let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain

You like your girls insane

Choose your last words,

This is the last time

'Cause you and I

We were born to die

We were born to die

We were born to die

Come and take a walk on the wild side

Let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain

You like your girls insane

So don't make me sad, don't make me cry

Sometimes love is not enough and the road gets tough

I don't know why

Keep making me laugh

Let's go get high

The road is long, we carry on

Try to have fun in the meantime

Come and take a walk on the wild side

Let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain

You like your girls insane...

Choose your last words,

This is the last time

'Cause you and I

We were born to die
Composición: Justin Parker, Lana Del ReyMúsicos invitados: Jeff Bhasker (Guitar), Emile Haynie (Keyboards), Emile Haynie (Drums), Duncan Fuller (Mixed By [Assistant Mixer]), Dan Grech-Marguerat (Mixed By [For 365 Artists]), Justin Parker (Producer [Vocal Production]), Brent Kolatalo (Recorded By [Additional Recording By]), Steve Tirpak (Strings [Strings Assisted By]), Ken Lewis (Vocals [Additional Vocals Noises])
Off to the RacesVer letra 5:01

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letra de Off to the Races
My old man is a bad man

But I can't deny the way he holds my hand

And he grabs me, he has me by my heart

He doesn't mind I have a Las Vegas past

He doesn't mind I have a LA crass

Way about me

He loves me

With every beat of his cocaine heart

Swimming pool glimmering darling

White bikini off with my red nail polish

Watch me in the swimming pool

Bright blue ripples,

You sittin' sippin' on your Black Cristal

Light of my life, fire of my loins

Be a good baby, do what I want

Light of my life, fire of my loins

Give me them gold coins, give me them coins

And I'm off to the races,

Cases of Bacardi chasers

Chasin' me all over town

'Cause he knows I'm wasted,

Facin' time again at Rikers Island

And I won't get out

Because I'm crazy, baby,

I need you to come here and save me

I'm your little scarlet, starlet,

Singin' in the garden

Kiss me on my open mouth

Ready for you

My old man is a tough man

But he's got a soul as sweet as blood red jam

And he shows me,

He knows me

Every inch of my tar-black soul

He doesn't mind I have a flat broke-down life

In fact he says he thinks it's what he might like

About me,

Admires me,

The way I roll like a rolling stone

Likes to watch me in the glass room, bathroom, Chateau Marmont

Slippin' on my red dress, puttin' on my make-up

Glass room, perfume, cognac, lilac

Fumes, says it feels like heaven to him

Light of his life, fire of his loins

Keep me forever, tell me you own me

Light of your life, fire of your loins

Tell me you own me, give me them coins

And I'm off to the races,

Cases of Bacardi chasers

Chasin' me all over town

'Cause he knows I'm wasted,

Facin' time again at Rikers Island

And I won't get out

Because I'm crazy, baby,

I need you to come here and save me

I'm your little scarlet, starlet,

Singin' in the garden

Kiss me on my open mouth

Yo I'm off to the races, laces

Leather on my waist is

Tight and I am fallin' down

I can see your face is shameless,

Cipriani's basement

Love you but I'm going down

God I'm so crazy, baby,

I'm sorry that I'm misbehaving

I'm your little harlot, starlet,

Queen of Coney Island

Raising hell all over town

Sorry 'bout it

My old man is a thief and I'm gonna stay and pray with him 'til the end

But I trust in the decision of the Lord to watch over us

Take him when he may, if he may

I'm not afraid to say

That I'd die without him

Who else is gonna put up with me this way?

I need you, I breathe you, I never leave you

They would rue the day I was alone without you

You're lyin' with your gold chain on,

Cigar hangin' from your lips

I said "Hon',

You never looked so beautiful as you do now, my man."

And we're off to the races, places

Ready, set, the gate is

Down and now we're goin' in

To Las Vegas chaos, Casino Oasis,

Honey, it is time to spin

Boy you're so crazy, baby,

I love you forever not maybe

You are my one true love,

You are my one true love

You are my one true love
Composición: Lana Del Rey, Tim Músicos invitados: Carl Bagge (Arranged By [Strings]), Pelle Hansen (Cello), Emile Haynie (Drums), Emile Haynie (Keyboards [Additional Keyboards]), Patrik Berger (Guitar), Patrik Berger (Bass Guitar), Patrik Berger (Percussion), Patrik Berger (Synthesizer), Patrik Berger (Sampler), Patrik Berger (Drum Programming), Duncan Fuller (Mixed By [Assistant Mixer]), Dan Grech-Marguerat (Mixed By [For 365 Artists]), Erik Holm (2) (Viola), Fredrik Syberg (Violin)
Blue JeansVer letra 3:29

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letra de Blue Jeans
Blue jeans, white shirt

Walked into the room you know you made my eyes burn

It was like James Dean for sure

You're so fresh to death and sick as ca-cancer

You were sorta punk rock,

I grew up on hip-hop

But you fit me better

Than my favourite sweater,

And I know that love is mean,

And love hurts

But I still remember

That day we met in December,

Oh, baby!

I will love you 'til the end of time

I would wait a million years

Promise you'll remember that you're mine

Baby, can you see through the tears?

Love you more

Than those bitches before

Say you'll remember, oh, baby, say you'll remember, oh, baby, ooh

I will love you 'til the end of time

Big dreams, gangster

Said you had to leave to start your life over

I was like, "No please, stay here.

We don't need no money we can make it all work."

But he headed out on Sunday,

Said he'd come home Monday

I stayed up waitin',

Anticipatin', and pacin'

But he was chasing paper

"Caught up in the game."

That was the last I heard

I will love you 'til the end of time

I would wait a million years

Promise you'll remember that you're mine

Baby, can you see through the tears?

Love you more

Than those bitches before

Say you'll remember, oh, baby, say you'll remember, oh, baby, ooh

I will love you 'til the end of time

You went out every night

And, baby, that's alright

I told you that no matter what you did I'd be by your side

'Cause I'mma ride or die

Whether you fail or fly

Well, shit at least you tried.

But when you walked out that door,

A piece of me died

I told you I wanted more,

But that's not what I had in mind

I just want it like before

We were dancing all night

Then they took you away,

Stole you out of my life

You just need to remember...

I will love you 'til the end of time

I would wait a million years

Promise you'll remember that you're mine

Baby, can you see through the tears?

Love you more

Than those bitches before

Say you'll remember, oh baby, say you'll remember, oh, baby, ooh

I will love you 'til the end of time
Composición: Dan Heath, Emile Haynie, Lana Del ReyMúsicos invitados: Dan Heath (Arranged By [Strings]), Dan Heath (Conductor [Conducted By]), Emile Haynie (Keyboards), Emile Haynie (Guitar), Emile Haynie (Drums), Duncan Fuller (Mixed By [Assistant Mixer]), Dan Grech-Marguerat (Mixed By [For 365 Artists])
Video GamesVer letra 4:46

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letra de Video Games
Swinging in the backyard

Pull up in your fast car

Whistling my name

Open up a beer

And you say, "Get over here

And play a video game."

I'm in his favorite sun dress

Watching me get undressed

Take that body downtown

I say, "You the bestest."

Lean in for a big kiss

Put his favorite perfume on

Go play a video game

It's you, it's you, it's all for you

Everything I do

I tell you all the time

Heaven is a place on earth with you

Tell me all the things you wanna do

I heard that you like the bad girls

Honey, is that true?

It's better than I ever even knew

They say that the world was built for two

Only worth living if somebody is loving you

Baby, now you do

Singing in the old bars

Swinging with the old stars

Living for the fame

Kissing in the blue dark

Playing pool and wild darts

Video games

He holds me in his big arms

Drunk and I am seeing stars

This is all I think of

Watching all our friends fall

In and out of Old Paul's

This is my idea of fun

Playing video games

It's you, it's you, it's all for you

Everything I do

I tell you all the time

Heaven is a place on earth with you

Tell me all the things you wanna do

I heard that you like the bad girls

Honey, is that true?

It's better than I ever even knew

They say that the world was built for two

Only worth living if somebody is loving you

Baby, now you do

Now you do

Now you do

Now you do

Now, now you do

Now you do

Now you do

It's you, it's you, it's all for you

Everything I do

I tell you all the time

Heaven is a place on earth with you

Tell me all the things you wanna do

I heard that you like the bad girls

Honey, is that true?

It's better than I ever even knew

They say that the world was built for two

Only worth living if somebody is loving you

Baby, now you do

Now, Now you do

Now you do

Now you do

(Now you do)

Now, Now you do

Now you do

Now you do
Composición: Justin Parker, Lana Del ReyMezclas: Robopop (4)Músicos invitados: Robopop (4) (Producer [Produced])
Diet Mountain DewVer letra 3:43

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letra de Diet Mountain Dew
You’re no good for me

Baby you’re no good for me

You’re no good for me

But baby I want you, I want

Diet mountain dew, baby, New York City

Never was there ever a girl so pretty

Do you think we’ll be in love forever?

Do you think we’ll be in love?

Diet mountain dew, baby, New York City

Can we hit it now low down and gritty

Do you think we’ll be in love forever?

Do you think we’ll be in love?

Baby put on heart shaped sunglasses

Cause we gonna take a ride

I’m not gonna listen to what the past says

I’ve been waiting up all night

Take another drag turn me to ashes

Ready for another lie?

Says he’s gonna teach me just what fast is

Say it’s gonna be alright

Diet mountain dew, baby, New York City

Never was there ever a girl so pretty

Do you think we’ll be in love forever?

Do you think we’ll be in love?

Diet mountain dew, baby, New York City

Can we hit it now low down and gritty

Do you think we’ll be in love forever?

Do you think we’ll be in love?

Let’s take Jesus off the dashboard

Got enough on his mind

We both know just what we’re here for

Saved too many times

Maybe I like this roller coaster

Maybe it keeps me high

Maybe the speed it brings me closer

I could sparkle up your eye

Diet mountain dew, baby, New York City

Never was there ever a girl so pretty

Do you think we’ll be in love forever?

Do you think we’ll be in love?

Diet mountain dew, baby, New York City

Can we hit it now low down and gritty

Do you think we’ll be in love forever?

Do you think we’ll be in love?

You’re no good for me

Baby you’re no good for me

You’re no good for me

But baby I want you, I want you

You’re no good for me

Baby you’re no good for me

You’re no good for me

But baby I want you, I want you, I want you

Diet mountain dew, baby, New York City

Never was there ever a girl so pretty

Do you think we’ll be in love forever?

Do you think we’ll be in love?

Baby stoppin’ at seven eleven

There in his white Pontiac heaven

Do you think we’ll be in love forever?

Do you think we’ll be in love?

Diet mountain dew, baby, New York City

Never was there ever a girl so pretty

Do you think we’ll be in love forever?

Do you think we’ll be in love?

Diet mountain dew, baby, New York City

Can we hit it now low down and gritty

Do you think we’ll be in love forever?

Do you think we’ll be in love?

You’re no good for me

Baby you’re no good for me

You’re no good for me

But baby I want you, I want

You’re no good for me

Baby you’re no good for me

You’re no good for me

But baby I want you, I want

You’re no good for me

Baby you’re no good for me

You’re no good for me

But baby I want you, I want
Composición: Lana Del Rey, Mike DalyMezclas: Manny MarroquinMúsicos invitados: Larry Gold (Arranged By [Strings]), Jeff Bhasker (Co-producer [Co-produced By]), Larry Gold (Conductor [Conducted By]), Brent Kolatalo (Drums [Additional Drums]), Ken Lewis (Drums [Additional Drums]), Emile Haynie (Drums), Emile Haynie (Keyboards [Additional Keyboards]), Jeff Bhasker (Keyboards), Jeff Bhasker (Guitar), Chris Galland (Mixed By [Assisted By]), Erik Madrid (Mixed By [Assisted By]), Mike Daly (Producer [Vocal Production]), Steve Tirpak (Strings [Strings Assisted By])
National AnthemVer letra 3:51

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letra de National Anthem
[Music video prelude:]

Happy Birthday to you

Happy Birthday to you

Happy Birthday, Mr. President

Happy Birthday to you

Thanks, Mr. President

For all the things you've done

The battles that you've won

The way you deal with US Steel and our problems by the ton

We thank you so much

Everybody

Money is the anthem

Of success

So before we go out

What's your address?

I'm your National Anthem

God, you're so handsome

Take me to the Hamptons

Bugatti Veyron

He loves to romance them

Reckless abandon

Holdin' me for ransom

Upper echelon

He says to "be cool" but

I don't know how yet

Wind in my hair

Hand on the back of my neck

I said, "Can we party later on?"

He said, "Yes, yes, yes"

Tell me I'm your National Anthem

Booyah, baby, bow down

Making me say wow now

Tell me I'm your National Anthem

Sugar, sugar, how now

Take your body downtown

Red, white, blue is in the sky

Summer's in the air and

Baby, heaven's in your eyes

I'm your National Anthem

Money is the reason

We exist

Everybody knows it, it's a fact

Kiss, kiss

I sing the National Anthem

While I'm standing over your body

Hold you like a python

And you can't keep your hands off me

Or your pants on

See what you've done to me

King of Chevron

He said to "be cool" but

I'm already coolest

I said to “get real",

“Don't you know who you're dealing with?

Um, do you think you'll buy me lots of diamonds?”

Tell me I'm your National Anthem

Booyah baby, bow down

Making me say wow now

Tell me I'm your National Anthem

Sugar, sugar, how now

Take your body downtown

Red, white, blue is in the sky

Summer's in the air and

Baby, heaven's in your eyes

I'm your National Anthem

It's a love story for the new age

For the sixth page

We're on a quick sick rampage

Wining and dining

Drinking and driving

Excessive buying

Overdose and dyin'

On our drugs and our love

And our dreams and our rage

Blurring the lines between real and the fake

Dark and lonely

I need somebody to hold me

He will do very well

I can tell, I can tell

Keep me safe in his bell tower, hotel

Money is the anthem of success

So put on mascara, and your party dress

I'm your National Anthem

Boy, put your hands up

Give me a standing ovation

Boy, you have landed

Babe, in the land of

Sweetness and Danger

Queen of Saigon

Tell me I'm your National Anthem

Booyah, baby, bow down

Making me say wow now

Tell me I'm your National Anthem

Sugar, sugar, how now

Take your body down town

Red, white, blue is in the sky

Summer's in the air and

Baby, heaven's in your eyes

I'm your National Anthem

Money is the anthem

God, you're so handsome

Money is the anthem

Of success

Money is the anthem

God, you're so handsome

Money is the anthem

Of success

Money is the anthem

God, you're so handsome

Money is the anthem

Of success

Money is the anthem

God, you're so handsome

Money is the anthem

Of success

[Music video spoken ending:]

And I remember when I met him.

It was so clear that he was the only one for me.

We both knew right away.

And as the years went on things got more difficult,

We were faced with more challenges.

I begged him to stay,

Tried to remember what we had in the beginning.

He was charismatic, magnetic, electric, and everybody knew him

When he walked in every woman's head turned.

Everyone stood up to talk to him.

He was like this hybrid, this mix of a man who couldn't contain himself.

I always got the sense that he became torn between being a good person and missing out on all of the opportunities that life could offer a man as magnificent as him.

And in that way, I understood him.

And I loved him, I loved him, I loved him, I loved him.

And I still love him, I love him.
Composición: Justin Parker, Lana Del Rey, The NexusMezclas: Manny MarroquinMúsicos invitados: Dan Heath (Arranged By [Strings]), Larry Gold (Arranged By [Strings]), David Sneddon (Backing Vocals), Emilie Bauer-Mein (Backing Vocals), James Bauer-Mein (Backing Vocals), Dan Heath (Conductor [Conducted By]), Larry Gold (Conductor [Conducted By]), Emile Haynie (Drums), Emile Haynie (Keyboards), Jeff Bhasker (Keyboards [Additional Keyboards]), Jeff Bhasker (Guitar), Chris Galland (Mixed By [Assisted By]), Erik Madrid (Mixed By [Assisted By]), Jeff Bhasker (Producer [Additional Production]), The Nexus (Producer [Vocal Production]), Steve Tirpak (Strings [Strings Assisted By])
Dark ParadiseVer letra 4:03

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letra de Dark Paradise
All my friends tell me I should move on

I'm lying in the ocean, singing your song

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh

That's how you sang it

Loving you forever, can't be wrong

Even though you're not here, won't move on

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh

That's how we played it

And there's no remedy

For memory

Your face is like a melody,

It won't leave my head

Your soul is haunting me

And telling me

That everything is fine

But I wish I was dead

(dead like you)

Every time I close my eyes

It's like a dark paradise

No one compares to you

I'm scared that you

Won't be waiting on the other side

Every time I close my eyes

It's like a dark paradise

No one compares to you

I'm scared that you

Won't be waiting on the other side

All my friends ask me why I stay strong

Tell 'em when you find true love it lives on

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh

That's why I stay here

And there's no remedy

For memory

Your face is like a melody,

It won't leave my head

Your soul is haunting me

And telling me

That everything is fine

But I wish I was dead

(dead like you)

Every time I close my eyes

It's like a dark paradise

No one compares to you

I'm scared that you

Won't be waiting on the other side

Every time I close my eyes

It's like a dark paradise

No one compares to you

But there's no you,

Except in my dreams tonight,

Oh-oh-oh-oh-hah-hah-hah-hah

I don't wanna wake up from this tonight

Oh-oh-oh-oh-hah-hah-hah-hah

I don't wanna wake up from this tonight

There's no relief,

I see you in my sleep

And everybody's rushing me,

But I can feel you touching me

There's no release,

I feel you in my dreams

Telling me I'm fine

Every time I close my eyes

It's like a dark paradise

No one compares to you

I'm scared that you

Won't be waiting on the other side

Every time I close my eyes

It's like a dark paradise

No one compares to you

But there's no you,

Except in my dreams tonight,

Oh-oh-oh-oh-hah-hah-hah-hah

I don't wanna wake up from this tonight

Oh-oh-oh-oh-hah-hah-hah-hah

I don't wanna wake up from this tonight
Composición: Lana Del Rey, Rick NowelsMezclas: Manny MarroquinMúsicos invitados: Larry Gold (Arranged By [Strings]), Rick Nowels (Co-producer [Co-produced By]), Larry Gold (Conductor [Conducted By]), Emile Haynie (Drums), Emile Haynie (Keyboards), Rick Nowels (Guitar), Chris Galland (Mixed By [Assisted By]), Erik Madrid (Mixed By [Assisted By]), Dean Reid (Sequenced By [Pads]), Patrick Warren (Strings [Chamberlain Strings]), Steve Tirpak (Strings [Strings Assisted By]), Devrim Karao?lu (Synthesizer [Additional Synths]), Devrim Karao?lu (Drums [Orchestral Drums]), Maria Vidal (Vocals [Additional Vocals])
RadioVer letra 3:35

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letra de Radio
Not even they can stop me now

Boy, I be flying overhead

Their heavy words can’t bring me down

Boy I've been raised from the dead

No one even knows how hard life was

I don't even think about it now because

I finally found you

Oh, sing it to me

Now my life is sweet like cinnamon

Like a fucking dream I'm living in

Baby love me cause I'm playing on the radio

(How do you like me now?)

Lick me up and take me like a vitamin

'Cause my body's sweet like sugar venom oh yeah

Baby love me cause I'm playing on the radio

(How do you like me now?)

American dreams came true somehow

I swore I'd chase 'em till I was dead

I heard the streets were paved with gold

That's what my father said

No one even knows what life was like

Now I'm in LA and it's paradise

I finally found you

Oh, sing it to me

Now my life is sweet like cinnamon

Like a fucking dream I'm living in

Baby love me cause I'm playing on the radio

(How do you like me now?)

Lick me up and take me like a vitamin

'Cause my body's sweet like sugar venom oh yeah

Baby love me 'cause I'm playing on the radio

(How do you like me now?)

(On the radio)

Sweet like cinnamon

Like a fucking dream I'm living in

Baby love me 'cause I'm playing on the radio

(How do you like me now?)

(On the radio)

Sweet like cinnamon

Like a fucking dream I'm living in

I finally found you

(Oh, sing it to me)

Now my life is sweet like cinnamon

Like a fucking dream I'm living in

Baby love me 'cause I'm playing on the radio

(How do you like me now?)

Lick me up and take me like a vitamin

'Cause my body's sweet like sugar venom oh yeah

Baby love me 'cause I'm playing on the radio

(How do you like me now?)

Oh, sing it to me

Now my life is sweet like cinnamon

Like a fucking dream I'm living in

Baby love me 'cause I'm playing on the radio

(How do you like me now?)

Lick me up and take me like a vitamin

'Cause my body's sweet like sugar venom oh yeah

Baby love me 'cause I'm playing on the radio

(How do you like me now?)
Composición: Justin Parker, Lana Del ReyMúsicos invitados: Larry Gold (Arranged By [Strings]), Larry Gold (Conductor [Conducted By]), Emile Haynie (Keyboards), Emile Haynie (Guitar), Emile Haynie (Drums), Duncan Fuller (Mixed By [Assistant Mixer]), Dan Grech-Marguerat (Mixed By [For 365 Artists]), Justin Parker (Producer [Additioan Production]), Steve Tirpak (Strings [Strings Assisted By])
CarmenVer letra 4:09

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letra de Carmen
Darling, darling, doesn't have a problem

Lying to herself 'cause her liquor's top shelf

It's alarming honestly how charming she can be

Fooling everyone, telling them she's having fun

She says, "You don't want to be like me

Don't wanna see all the things I've seen"

I'm dying, I'm dying

She says, "You don't want to get this way

Famous and dumb at an early age"

Lying, I’m lying

The boys, the girls, they all like Carmen

She gives them butterflies, bats her cartoon eyes

She laughs like God, her mind's like a diamond

Audio tune lies, she's still shining

Like lightning, ohh, white lightning

Carmen, Carmen, staying up til morning

Only seventeen, but she walks the streets so mean

It's alarming truly how disarming you can be

Eating soft ice cream

Coney Island Queen

She says, "You don't want to be like me

Looking for fun, getting high for free"

I'm dying, I'm dying

She says, "You don't want to get this way

Street walk at night, and a star by day"

It's tiring, tiring

The boys, the girls, they all like Carmen

She gives them butterflies, bats her cartoon eyes

She laughs like God, her mind's like a diamond

Audio tune lies, she's still shining

Like lightning, ohh, white lightning

Baby's all dressed up with nowhere to go

That's the little story of the girl you know

Relying on the kindness of strangers

Tying cherry knots, smiling, doing party favors

Put your red dress on, put your lipstick on

Sing your song, song, now the camera's on

And you're alive again

Mon amour, je sais que tu m'aimes aussi

Tu as besoin de moi

Tu as besoin de moi dans ta vie

Tu ne peux plus vivre sans moi

Et je mourrais sans toi

Je tuerais pour toi

[English translation:

My love, I know you love me, too

You need me,

You need me in your life,

You can not live without me,

And I'd die without you,

I would kill for you]

The boys, the girls, they all like Carmen

She gives them butterflies, bats her cartoon eyes

She laughs like God, her mind's like a diamond

Audio tune lies, she's still shining

Like lightning, ohh, white lightning

Like lightning, ohh, white lightning

Darling, darling, doesn't have a problem

Lying to herself 'cause her liquor's top shelf
Composición: Justin Parker, Lana Del ReyMezclas: Manny MarroquinMúsicos invitados: Larry Gold (Arranged By [Strings]), Larry Gold (Conductor [Conducted By]), Emile Haynie (Drums), Emile Haynie (Guitar), Emile Haynie (Keyboards), Jeff Bhasker (Keyboards [Additional Keyboards]), Jeff Bhasker (Strings [Additional Strings]), Chris Galland (Mixed By [Assisted By]), Erik Madrid (Mixed By [Assisted By]), Jeff Bhasker (Producer [Additional Production]), Justin Parker (Producer [Vocal Production]), Steve Tirpak (Strings [Strings Assisted By]), Lenha Labelle (Vocals [French Vocals])
Million Dollar ManVer letra 3:50

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You said I was the most exotic flower

Holding me tight in our final hour

I don't know how you convince them and get them, but

I don't know what you do, it's unbelievable

And I don't know how you get over, get over

Someone as dangerous, tainted and flawed as you

One for the money, and two for the show

I love you honey, I'm ready, I'm ready to go

How did you get that way? I don't know

You're screwed up and brilliant,

Look like a million dollar man,

So why is my heart broke?

You got the world but baby at what price?

Something so strange, hard to define

It isn't that hard boy to like you or love you

I'd follow you down down down,

You're unbelievable

If you're going crazy just grab me and take me

I'd follow you down down down, anywhere anywhere

One for the money, two for the show

I love you honey, I'm ready, I'm ready to go

How did you get that way? I don't know

You're screwed up and brilliant,

Look like a million dollar man,

So why is my heart broke?

One for the money, two for the show

I love you honey, I'm ready, I'm ready to go

How did you get that way? I don't know

You're screwed up and brilliant,

Look like a million dollar man,

So why is my heart broke?

I don't know,

You're screwed up and brilliant,

Look like a million dollar man,

So why is my heart broke?
Composición: Chris Braide, Lana Del ReyMúsicos invitados: Emile Haynie (Drums), Emile Haynie (Keyboards [Additional Keyboards]), Chris Braide (Guitar [Guitars]), Chris Braide (Piano [Acoustic Piano]), Chris Braide (Strings), Chris Braide (Drum Programming), Duncan Fuller (Mixed By [Assistant Mixer]), Dan Grech-Marguerat (Mixed By [For 365 Artists])
Summertime SadnessVer letra 4:25

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Kiss me hard before you go

Summertime sadness

I just wanted you to know

That, baby, you're the best

I got my red dress on tonight

Dancing in the dark in the pale moonlight

Done my hair up real big beauty queen style

High heels off, I'm feeling alive

Oh, my God, I feel it in the air

Telephone wires above are sizzling like a snare

Honey, I'm on fire, I feel it everywhere

Nothing scares me anymore

(1, 2, 3, 4)

Kiss me hard before you go

Summertime sadness

I just wanted you to know

That, baby, you're the best

I got that summertime, summertime sadness

S-s-summertime, summertime sadness

Got that summertime, summertime sadness

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

I'm feelin' electric tonight

Cruising down the coast goin' 'bout 99

Got my bad baby by my heavenly side

I know if I go, I'll die happy tonight

Oh, my God, I feel it in the air

Telephone wires above are sizzling like a snare

Honey, I'm on fire, I feel it everywhere

Nothing scares me anymore

(1, 2, 3, 4)

Kiss me hard before you go

Summertime sadness

I just wanted you to know

That, baby, you're the best

I got that summertime, summertime sadness

S-s-summertime, summertime sadness

Got that summertime, summertime sadness

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Think I'll miss you forever

Like the stars miss the sun in the morning sky

Later's better than never

Even if you're gone I'm gonna drive (drive, drive)

I got that summertime, summertime sadness

S-s-summertime, summertime sadness

Got that summertime, summertime sadness

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Kiss me hard before you go

Summertime sadness

I just wanted you to know

That, baby, you're the best

I got that summertime, summertime sadness

S-s-summertime, summertime sadness

Got that summertime, summertime sadness

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Composición: Lana Del Rey, Rick NowelsMúsicos invitados: Larry Gold (Arranged By [Strings]), Rick Nowels (Co-producer [Co-produced By]), Larry Gold (Conductor [Conducted By]), Emile Haynie (Drums), Emile Haynie (Keyboards), Dan Heath (Flute), Duncan Fuller (Mixed By [Assistant Mixer]), Dan Grech-Marguerat (Mixed By [For 365 Artists]), Devrim Karao?lu (Sequenced By [Pads By]), Patrick Warren (Strings [Additional Stings]), Patrick Warren (Guitar [Additional Guitar]), Patrick Warren (Keyboards [Additional Keyboards]), Rick Nowels (Strings [Additional Strings]), Steve Tirpak (Strings [Strings Assisted By])
This Is What Makes Us GirlsVer letra 3:58

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Remember how we used to party up all night

Sneaking out and looking for a taste of real life

Drinking in the small town firelight

(Pabst Blue Ribbon on ice)

Sweet sixteen and we had arrived

Walking down the streets as they whistle, "Hi, hi!"

Stealin' police cars with the senior guys

Teachers said we'd never make it out alive

There she was my new best friend

High heels in her hands, swayin' in the wind

While she starts to cry, mascara runnin' down her little Bambi eyes:

"Lana, how I hate those guys."

This is what makes us girls

We all look for heaven and we put our love first

Somethin' that we'd die for, it's our curse

Don't cry about it, don't cry about it

This is what makes us girls

We don't stick together 'cause we put our love first

Don't cry about him, don't cry about him

It's all gonna happen

And that's where the beginning of the end begun

Everybody knew that we had too much fun

We were skippin' school and drinkin' on the job

(With the boss)

Sweet sixteen and we had arrived

Baby's table dancin' at the local dive

Cheering our names in the pink spotlight

Drinkin' cherry schnapps in the velvet night

Yo we used to go break in

To the hotel, glimmer and we’d swim

Runnin' from the cops in our black bikini tops

Screaming, "Get us while we're hot. Get us while we're hot."

(Come on take a shot)

This is what makes us girls

We all look for heaven and we put our love first

Somethin' that we'd die for, it's our curse

Don't cry about it, don't cry about it

This is what makes us girls

We don't stick together 'cause we put our love first

Don't cry about him, don't cry about him

It's all gonna happen

The prettiest in crowd that you had ever seen

Ribbons in our hair and our eyes gleamed mean

A freshmen generation of degenerate beauty queens

And you know something?

They were the only friends I ever had

We got into trouble and when stuff got bad

I got sent away, I was waving on the train platform

Crying 'cause I know I'm never comin' back.

This is what makes us girls

We all look for heaven and we put our love first

Somethin' that we'd die for, it's our curse

Don't cry about it, don't cry about it

This is what makes us girls

We don't stick together 'cause we put our love first

Don't cry about him, don't cry about him

It's all gonna happen
Composición: Jim Irvin, Lana Del Rey, Tim Mezclas: Manny MarroquinMúsicos invitados: Larry Gold (Arranged By [Strings]), Larry Gold (Conductor [Conducted By]), Emile Haynie (Drums), Emile Haynie (Sounds), Emile Haynie (Keyboards [Additional Keyboards]), Shux (Guitar [Guitars]), Shux (Bass), Shux (Keyboards), Shux (Programmed By [Programming]), Chris Galland (Mixed By [Assisted By]), Erik Madrid (Mixed By [Assisted By]), Shux (Producer [Vocals Produced By]), Steve Tirpak (Strings [Strings Assisted By])